...Just had the kind of emotional vent I've needed. I know I don't post much, and I'm sorry. I don't think anyone even reads them when I do. Que sera. Makes sense. Seems like I only have bad things to report.
The vent. The season 3 finale of Dexter. His wedding. I cried like a fucking baby. I'm a bit embarrassed. Dexter...he's like a mirror of myself. I don't relate well to people, I keep them distant. And I fuck up all my personal relationships as a result. This whole season of Dexter, with him making a friend and becoming a father-to-be and a husband...It was vicarious living for me and made me a bit hopeful. I feel better now, for what it's worth.
The vent. The season 3 finale of Dexter. His wedding. I cried like a fucking baby. I'm a bit embarrassed. Dexter...he's like a mirror of myself. I don't relate well to people, I keep them distant. And I fuck up all my personal relationships as a result. This whole season of Dexter, with him making a friend and becoming a father-to-be and a husband...It was vicarious living for me and made me a bit hopeful. I feel better now, for what it's worth.
idgas:
Good people are always recognized.
padre:
Hey man, it appears I'm just reading this now. I hope you do keep that bit of hope you got
